The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Huge pressure came from above the long black bone, and Qin Mo's long sword lay across his chest, resisting the attack of the old man with black bone, but his complexion became paler and paler.

"Black bone!" Lin Zizheng stared at the back of the black bone old man, shouted sharply, and his breath instantly became disordered. The spear in his hand turned into thousands of lights and shadows, and went straight in the direction of the black bone old man and Qin Mo. go.

Lin Zizheng's movements were fast, but he was very conspicuous when the two sides were facing each other. As soon as he moved, the orthodox monks on the opposite side had already noticed it.

Although the previous battle was very chaotic, many people noticed when Lin Zizheng fought with Fei Chenzi and others. He was only at the golden core stage, but Lin Zizheng's strength shocked them.

Thinking that Lin Zizheng was coming to break the formation, the monks moved quickly, and a flash of light flashed around them, and the entire formation suddenly changed.Above the formation, a huge light and shadow quickly formed, blasting towards Lin Zizheng's body.

Blocked by the light and shadow, Lin Zizheng's figure paused, the spear in his hand danced, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, only to stop when the silver gun was stuck on the ground.The blood in his body surged up, but his gaze was still fixed on Qin Mo.The breath around him became more violent, and the hostility boiled.

With one blow, the righteous cultivators immediately withdrew their attack on Lin Zizheng, and once again met the demon cultivators on the opposite side.

Although Moxiu was caught off guard by the formation of righteous monks before, they became more vigorous as time went by.The thick and gloomy black air condensed on the top of Moxiu's head, like a monster with teeth and claws.The moment they dealt with Lin Zizheng just now, they almost took advantage of it.

Lin Zizheng soared into the sky again, like a ferocious falcon, moving swiftly.

Fairy Qingfeng raised her eyes slightly, looked at Lin Zizheng in the air, her pure white clothes were dancing, and said, "I'll stop him."

Qing Yang moved his ears, and said, "I'll help you." He stretched out his sleeves, and threw a dark array towards Lin Zizheng.

Both of them have the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, so they are naturally not afraid to meet Lin Zizheng at this moment.

While they were fighting, the eyes of the old man with black bones were cold, and a burst of black smoke emitted from the black bone in his hand, from which a huge force burst out. The sword light in Qin Mo's hand was sharp, blocking the old man's attack for a while.

The spiritual power in Qin Mo's body quickly flowed, and the Thunderbolt Sword in his hand emitted endless light. Under this light, the body of the old man with black bones trembled.

The face of the black bone old man changed slightly, and an unknown dark fire surged in his chest, and he exerted force between his five fingers, and the whole black bone swelled up a bit. The strangest thing was that a black bone appeared on the top of the black bone gray eyes.

That eye blinked, and a dark light shot out from it, shooting towards Qin Mo's face.Where the light passed, even the stones were reduced to ashes.

There was no panic on Qin Mo's face, he stepped back a few steps, and used his strongest sword, the second form of the Potianjian.

The sword light flickered, mixed with dark purple flames, and it met the gray light with the force of thunder. After killing the gray light, it rushed directly towards the face of the black-boned old man.

Unexpectedly, his blow was broken by Qin Mo. The black bone old man's face was gloomy. He raised the black bone in his hand and blocked it upwards. There was a crisp click sound, and the black bone in his hand was cut off by the Thunderbolt Sword.

The direction of the Thunderbolt Sword remained unchanged, and it struck straight at the old black ghost's body.After the previous consumption, the power of this sword has long been greatly reduced, but it still injured the old man with black bones.

At the same time, Qin Mo's hands quickly formed seals, and a dazzling lightning appeared out of thin air, directly covering the black-boned old man's body.

After wiping his face, the black bone old man looked extremely embarrassed at the moment.Staring at Qin Mo with cloudy eyes, his fingers kept stroking the broken part of the black bone. His eyes were blood red. If you look closely, you will find that the depths of his eyes have lost reason.

The face of the black-boned old man gradually distorted to a terrifying degree. He casually threw away the broken black bone in his hand, and walked towards Qin Mo step by step.As he walked, his originally stooped body instantly grew larger.

Before he got close, the old man with black bones waved viciously at Qin Mo's face. Following his movement, a gust of wind swept in and hit Qin Mo's face directly.

Some righteous monks rushed forward to support Qin Mo, but they were knocked away the moment they approached the old man with black bones, and some even lost their lives in an instant.And the black bone old man walked towards Qin Mo non-stop.

Lin Zizheng was surrounded by righteous monks headed by Qingfeng. Although Qingyang was blind, he was able to accurately throw out arrays and control Lin Zizheng among them.Qingfeng, on the other hand, held a colorful light belt, constantly winding around Lin Zizheng. The light belt seemed weak, but it was extremely powerful.

He couldn't get away for a while, and could only watch Qin Mo fighting with the black-boned old man in the distance.

The orthodox monks kept changing their positions, waving the magic weapon rhythmically in their hands. At this moment, their strength condensed into one, and they blasted towards Moxiu's head.With just one blow, the lives of many demon cultivators were cut off.

The black energy on Moxiu's body boiled more and more fiercely. Behind them, there seemed to be thousands of monsters baring their teeth and claws. Under this shadow, they were very powerful, and the contest between Moxiu and righteous monks became stalemate again.

The eyes of the black-boned old man were bloodshot, and at this moment he only had Qin Mo in his eyes, and his only thought was to kill Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's fingers flew, and one after another thunderbolt landed on the body of the black-boned old man, but the black-boned old man seemed to be unconscious, shook his body, and continued walking towards Qin Mo.

Qin Mo frowned, the spiritual power in his dantian and the thunder and fire converged towards the Thunder Falling Sword, and he swung the long sword, dragging a long fire dragon behind the sword.

The black bone old man stretched out his five fingers, and grabbed Qin Mo's Luo Lei Sword with his bare hands.Idle swung his right hand, and slapped Qin Mo's head.

The body of the black-boned old man has grown a lot, and he looks like a giant standing in front of Qin Mo. His palm is also very big, and when he stretches out, the palm of the palm is flickering with black light, covering Qin Mo's head.Behind the giant palm, a ghost appeared and disappeared. Under this ghost, Qin Mo seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all.

"Qin Mo!"

"Eldest senior brother!" Lin Zizheng opened his eyes angrily, staring fixedly at Qin Mo's direction, and paused the movements of his hands.Fairy Qingfeng's eyes flashed, taking this opportunity, the ribbon in her hand trapped Lin Zizheng firmly in it, but she didn't hurt him.

The body was fixed in place, and the coercion on the palm made Qin Mo's heart chill. The sword energy of the Luolei Sword criss-crossed, but it was not as good as the full-strength palm of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, the black-boned old man, and soon Dissipate.

A wall of fire shot up into the sky, and at this critical moment of life and death, the thunder and fire in Qin Mo's body fired again, enveloping Qin Mo directly in it.

The black-bone old man's movements did not stop at all. Even though his right hand was scorched by thunder and fire and gave off a pungent smell, he still persistently slapped Qin Mo's head.He wanted Qin Mo's life.

However, at this moment, a ray of light emerged from within Qin Mo, and as soon as the ray appeared, it turned into several phantoms, which quickly spread out in the air.An invisible long tail stretched out from the phantom, and directly hit the old man with black bones, knocked him out, knocked away the righteous monks behind, and landed in the center of the demon cultivator.

The body of the black bone old man fell heavily to the ground, smashing a deep hole in the ground.His body was scorched black, his clothes were torn, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Your Master Fox's people are also the ones like you who can move around at will?" The arrogant voice sounded in the space, making the originally noisy scene suddenly quiet.

Even Fei Chenzi, Luo Jin and Mo Shui looked at this place.Although there are many people from the Central Demon Realm, there are only three real masters, because the interface is suppressed, and the strength is also in the Nascent Soul Dzogchen stage, which is comparable to them, and it is impossible to tell the winner for a while.

Behind Qin Mo, a huge fox stood proudly. With its head held high, its eyes swept across the people present. Its eyes were haughty and mighty, and its four long tails were constantly swinging behind it.

"Little fox?" Qin Mo panted heavily, his eyes swept over the phantom behind him, and his tone was a bit hesitant.

"It's me." The little fox raised its head, and its tone was quite arrogant, but when it saw Qin Mo's fingers passing straight through its body, its two huge ears shook slightly, and its eyes dodged: " This is just a touch of consciousness left behind..."

After the words fell, it raised its head high again: "I'm just worried that you will lose face to Lord Fox. If Lord Fox hadn't had the foresight this time, you would have died at the hands of these bastards." Saying so, It glanced contemptuously at the black bone old man in the distance.

"Oh." Qin Mo's tone was flat, but the corners of his mouth turned up a little, as a warm current flowed through his heart.